Starfuck: Brooke Satchwell

Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains explicit
descriptions of non-consensual sex. If this offends you, please
look elsewhere. This is FICTION. Mind control / hypnosis is just a
fantasy. If you are tempted to recreate the following scenes, your
psychiatrist is going to be a very happy man……

Starfuck is designed to be a series of STAND ALONE stories (much
like the Hypno-Celeb franchise). However, each story
will feature
the same protagonist – an individual with the power to control
people’s minds. At some point, I might determine the limitations of
this power (ie how many people he can control at any one time), but
for now all you need know is that in order for control to be
established he must have skin- to-skin contact with his target,
though only for a split second. Now, lets just kick back and watch
him put his talent to good use….. Comments and suggestions for
future stories always welcome!
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Starfuck: Brooke Satchwell
by Mephistopheles
MC, MF, CELEB

I’ve been meaning to write a story about Brooke Satchwell for a long
time. Sorry if this name seems obscure to some, but I guess her
jail- bait looks and Lara Croft-like chest just caught my
imagination….

I have been an admirer of Brooke Satchwell (aka. Anne
Wilkinson) for a number of years. Upon her arrival in the
Australian day-time soap ‘Neighbours’, her unusual sex appeal
swiftly aroused my interest, and, with the unfortunate loss of
Kimberley Davies, Brooke swiftly ascended to the title of the show’s
hottest babe. Not bad for a girl who only turned eighteen in
November 1998.
In all honesty, it is precisely her youth that makes her so
attractive. Although she is now eighteen, she still looks younger
(sixteen at the oldest!), blessed as she is with large doleful eyes,
long brown hair, and adorably elfin features. She is Bambi in human
form. However, despite looking so young, Brooke has a very well
developed chest – an attribute that the ‘Neighbours’ crew have put
to full effect; continually squeezing her into tight t-shirts, or
gravity defying bathing costumes. At first, I was tempted to put
them down to a special effect, but, with repeated showings, I have
concluded that they are in fact quite natural. Maybe Lana Croft’s
more appropriate than Bambi……. Added to all of this, it
certainly doesn’t harm Brooke’s appeal that the character she plays,
Anne, is still at
school. Who can resist a high school nymphet?
It was with interest that I noted that my appreciation of
Brooke was shared by a multitude of net surfers. Brooke has an
unprecedented number of web shrines devoted to her – unheard of for
an actress outside of Hollywood. It seems a lot of children are
having their first wet dreams with Brooke in mind. Given my
privileged position, I have decided to make a graceful gesture; to
share my conquest with her legion of fans. To this effect, I am
establishing my own web site.
I travel to Australia on business (Brooke is not the only
attractive actress to ever appear in an Australian soap) and
immediately set myself up as a major movie magnet. I ensure
Brooke’s agent has heard of me, before I call him to offer his
client the role of Ophelia in a new production of ‘Hamlet’.
Shakespeare was
deliberately chosen; I read on the web that Brooke simply loved his
work – evident in the choice of ‘Romeo & Juliet’ as her favourite
film. Given the quite natural desire of a soap actress to want to
prove her talent, I was confident of her curiosity being
sufficiently piqued to ensure a meeting. I was right.
My secretary ushers Miss Satchwell into the office, before
leaving us alone. As we shake hands, I take the time to look my
guest up and down. The immediate thing one notices is how small she
was. She could be no taller than five feet in height – an effect
which further contributed to her appearing barely into puberty, let
alone over the legal age of consent. She is every bit as attractive
in person as she is on screen. Those large brown eyes that one
could just die in; those perfect teeth; that cute smile; those
immaculately crafted cheekbones. She was like the girl next door,
not a
conventional beauty, but eminently fuckable nonetheless…….
I must confess to one disappointment – her clothing was a
little too opaque for my taste. Although the jeans gave a nice view
of her arse, the baggy t-shirt totally restricted the sight of her
lovely breasts. Still, that’s something I can change quite
easily…… I exert my will and her resistance crumples instantly.
Despite temptations to the contrary, I resist the urge to fuck her
immediately. A little anticipation will only make the dish more
succulent. I want her clad in her more traditional
manner……….. We arrive at my pad in mere minutes. I have taken
possession
of a luxury apartment – an ideal base from which to conduct my
Australian affairs. With equal foresight, I have already procured
two costumes from the set of ‘Neighbours’ – costumes that will make
Brooke more ‘comfortable’, while simultaneously satisfying my
fantasy. As soon as we enter, I instruct her to go and change. I
await her
transformation in the master bedroom. In the meantime, I start up
the hidden video camera. Something to put on the web site…..
In a little over five minutes she enters the room. As
instructed, she is now dressed in Anne Wilkinson’s Erinsborough High
school uniform. Not only is a sizeable portion of leg now exposed,
but her hair is tied back in a pair of pig-tails. The white gym
socks are a nice touch. It is a particular thrill to see the
normally wilful and independent Anne so bowed and subservient; her
stare blank and will- less. Soon, her character’s supposed spunk
will have an altogether more literal meaning……
"Are you a virgin, Brooke?"
"Yes, Master."
"Really?" the surprise in my voice is genuine. "With a body like
yours? You have been a good girl. Speaking of bodies, time you
showed a little more of your’s. Lose the uniform. Slowly." "Yes,
Master."
She begins to unbutton her blouse, yanking her tie loose with
her free hand. Soon blouse and skirt join the tie in a little pile
on the floor. From my position on the chaise-longue, I eagerly ogle
her now somewhat more scantily clad body. Brooke is now wearing her
infamous blue bikini – the object of so much vid-capping attention.
Now, I can see her tits – stuffed unceremoniously in a top several
sizes too small – an eighth wonder of the world. Surely they must
hurt her back?
As I scrutinise her figure, my erection swells. I am already
naked – there’s no hiding place. Brooke obediently awaits further
instruction.
"Come over here. Closer. Right. Now kneel."
On the spur of the moment, I decide to give Brooke almost all
of her free will back. Almost all. Suddenly, she knows where she
is, she can resist; only her body still responds to my commands.
"Where a- What’s going on?" As she kneels in front of my naked
body, my hard cock inches from her face, realisation
dawns. "No! Please don’t. I can’t!"
Looking up at me, her eyes a mixture of diminishing defiance
and a growing sense of the futility of resistance. She is pleading
with me. Listening to her beg only makes me want her more. She
cannot avoid the inevitable………
"Suck me."
"No!" She tries to pull away, but her body won’t respond. She is
paralysed. I place my hands on the back of her head, stopping her
struggles. "Please. Please don’t. I can’t…." Her eyes are
filling with tears.
Slowly, I pull her forward. She is now barely centimetres from my
head. She tries to shut her mouth, only to find she can’t. I can
feel her breath, warm, rapid – scared. Finally, I enter. I relish
the feel of her teeth as they brush against my skin. I push
further, deeper, pushing right to the back of her throat. I feel
her gag reflex. It is delicious…..
I begin to manoeuvre her quite forcefully now, moving her mouth up
and down my length at a fair speed. All the time, I manipulate her
mind – retaining her reluctance, yet impugning her to do more than
present fiction. At my instigation, she begins to suck, to run her
tongue seductively along the base of my shaft. Gradually, I release
my grip on her head – a fact she recognises instantly – yet she
continues to fuck my dick with her mouth. For that is what is
happening; I am not fucking her face, her face is fucking my dick.
Satisfied, I sit back, arms behind my head, relishing the
relaxation of my position. All the time I look down at Brooke, and
she stares hopelessly back at me. Tears have flooded her eyes,
tears that I have prevented her from shedding. All the pain, the
fear, the humiliation, are evident in those eyes. I am completely
transfixed…….
I make it last for forty minutes. There is no rush, we have
all day. I can tell she is tiring. Her mouth must ache, sore from
the permanent gag I have imposed. Finally, I am ready. I place
both hands on her face, releasing her from her mental bondage, yet
clasping her firmly with physical force. Mentally subservient or
not, she remains helpless.
I pull Brooke as deeply onto my cock as she will possibly go.
I am right at the back of her throat, probing her tonsils. The
spasms begin. I know what’s coming next – does she? My hold is
firm.
Struggle though she might, she cannot escape.
I come. Convulsing wildly, I fill her mouth with my sperm.
She cannot spit it out, but is forced to swallow. Impressive. She
doesn’t spill a drop. She could be a pro if her ‘Neighbours’ career
ever collapses. Maybe I could arrange that…….
After she has licked me clean, I pull my dick back out into the cold
air. I stand, bringing Brooke to her feet as well. Pulling her
bikini top down, I free those impressive breasts. I begin to knead
her tits, dropping to one knee to suck greedily on her nipples. At
the same time, I slip the bottoms down, finding myself face to face
with her eighteen year old cunt. She is bald. Whether through age
or design, I am not sure. I decide to opt for the latter. It
suggests she is deliberately playing to her nymphet image. She
knows men all over the world want to fuck her, to deflower the
little schoolgirl. How does it feel to be lusted after by so many
older men? I’ll ask her, later. Time to get down to business.
I turn Brooke Satchwell over, placing her down on her hands and
knees. Without hesitation, I push myself deep into Brooke’s pussy.
Almost immediately, she begins to scream as I brutally puncture her
hymen. Deflowering one of the hottest starlets in the world – it
doesn’t get much better than this………
My hands seek out her hips. Rather than do the work myself, I
pull her back, working her back and forth onto my cock. Soon the
teen starlet stops screaming and begins to moan, with ever
increasing volume. Taking my hands away, I find she continues to
rock herself atop my penis. Young Brooke begins to experience her
first orgasm, and, appropriately picks up the pace. She’s enjoying
it…..
When I am finished with my new toy, I will reprogramme her mind to
make her an insatiable slut. She will seek out sex from her
fellow ‘Neighbours’ cast members. Given the expertise I am
aquainting her with, I doubt many of them will be able to